Odyssey
Smoking this broccoli
All of this stress sat on top of me
And all of this commentary
To be honest that shit never bothered me
I be flexing like I hit lottery
On a journey there's somewhere I gotta be
Never stop, man I mean this shit honestly
On a quest got me feeling like Odyssey
Tell these bitches that there ain't no stopping me
All of my life I've been on it g
I've been this way since I was a teen
Smoking a lot of weed, almost an oz a week
Shotting to burglary's and robbery's
Ain't no apology's
Yeah I done what I done now I'm just tryna do this shit properly
Not probably possibly
I want monopoly property, hands up so God can see
Keep my faith in the Father
And I keep myself to myself I don't need all this drama
This weed make me calmer, don't believe in karma
Cause shit'd be fucked up for me as a charva
But still life is sweet as guava
Bless me with ease when it's harder
I need to reach me a larger piece of this scene now cause
I'm sick of them saying I speak like a farmer
Like nah I'm just a Yorkshire lad
And we talk like that
It's like s'appening mush, where the porkies at
I screeved round to the pub but I be walking back
And I leaning off that peeve, it got me falling back
You might think I'm just a charva but it's more than that
A northern lad performing raps
I came up talking shit and they all went mad
Had me feeling like Ace when he stepped up out the laundry mat
And how raw is that
Shit, I'm just tryna chase my dream and make a better living
Remember I had nothing up until I started dealing
But then life gave me lemons and I made myself a killing
Started with the pen and nah I never thought of quitting
Put my heart into the rhythms and I'm hoping that you feel it
And I hope you motherfuckers know that I ain't finna give it
I'm a do this shit until my body's sinking
I just hope my Mothers proud of me, not doubting me
Remember sat bagging up an ounce of weed
But then I turned shit round about a thou degrees
Man I beg a motherfucker talk down to me
Flew away with the misses we be out in Greece
Woke up in the sun and went and found a beach
I roll myself a little something then I lounge in peace
It's like counting sheep cause I'm sounds asleep
Oh shit man, I don't know how this happened
When I come up I was grafting
But now I'm chilling in the sun I bill a fat en
Tell that lady fill that cup up with some passion
I be chilling with my brother out in Athens
Yeah
That's right come and check me g
Almighty, the way that I bless the best
I'm next to be the best MC
Run and tell my enemies I said rest in peace
Man I'm running out of space in my cemetery
Always talking like they're it tut they'll never be ahead of me
Eventually they'll let it be
I'm a go harder than I've ever been
And you can keep on talking about cheffing me
Cause yeah I heard you got the sauce, I got the recipe
But fuck that man I'm a just forever be
Smoking this broccoli
All of this stress aat on top of me
And all of this commentary
To be honest that shit never bothered me
I be flexing like I hit lottery
On a journey there's somewhere I gotta be
Never stop, man I mean this shit
Honestly on a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
Odyssey Odyssey
On a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
Odyssey Odyssey
On a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
Odyssey Odyssey
On a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
Odyssey Odyssey
On a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
All of this stress sat on top of me
And all of this commentary
To be honest that shit never bothered me
I be flexing like I hit lottery
On a journey there's somewhere I gotta be
Never stop, man I mean this shit honestly
On a quest got me feeling like Odyssey
Tell these bitches that there ain't no stopping me
All of my life I've been on it g
I've been this way since I was a teen
Smoking a lot of weed, almost an oz a week
Shotting to burglary's and robbery's
Ain't no apology's
Yeah I done what I done now I'm just tryna do this shit properly
Not probably possibly
I want monopoly property, hands up so God can see
Keep my faith in the Father
And I keep myself to myself I don't need all this drama
This weed make me calmer, don't believe in karma
Cause shit'd be fucked up for me as a charva
But still life is sweet as guava
Bless me with ease when it's harder
I need to reach me a larger piece of this scene now cause
I'm sick of them saying I speak like a farmer
Like nah I'm just a Yorkshire lad
And we talk like that
It's like s'appening mush, where the porkies at
I screeved round to the pub but I be walking back
And I leaning off that peeve, it got me falling back
You might think I'm just a charva but it's more than that
A northern lad performing raps
I came up talking shit and they all went mad
Had me feeling like Ace when he stepped up out the laundry mat
And how raw is that
Shit, I'm just tryna chase my dream and make a better living
Remember I had nothing up until I started dealing
But then life gave me lemons and I made myself a killing
Started with the pen and nah I never thought of quitting
Put my heart into the rhythms and I'm hoping that you feel it
And I hope you motherfuckers know that I ain't finna give it
I'm a do this shit until my body's sinking
I just hope my Mothers proud of me, not doubting me
Remember sat bagging up an ounce of weed
But then I turned shit round about a thou degrees
Man I beg a motherfucker talk down to me
Flew away with the misses we be out in Greece
Woke up in the sun and went and found a beach
I roll myself a little something then I lounge in peace
It's like counting sheep cause I'm sounds asleep
Oh shit man, I don't know how this happened
When I come up I was grafting
But now I'm chilling in the sun I bill a fat en
Tell that lady fill that cup up with some passion
I be chilling with my brother out in Athens
Yeah
That's right come and check me g
Almighty, the way that I bless the best
I'm next to be the best MC
Run and tell my enemies I said rest in peace
Man I'm running out of space in my cemetery
Always talking like they're it tut they'll never be ahead of me
Eventually they'll let it be
I'm a go harder than I've ever been
And you can keep on talking about cheffing me
Cause yeah I heard you got the sauce, I got the recipe
But fuck that man I'm a just forever be
Smoking this broccoli
All of this stress aat on top of me
And all of this commentary
To be honest that shit never bothered me
I be flexing like I hit lottery
On a journey there's somewhere I gotta be
Never stop, man I mean this shit
Honestly on a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
Odyssey Odyssey
On a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
Odyssey Odyssey
On a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
Odyssey Odyssey
On a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
Odyssey Odyssey
On a quest
Got me feeling like Odyssey
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Writer(s): Billyboy Fitch
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